First Kata..

Ive mentioned karate a few times, and finally found this, which is a guy doing the first kata, I can do this!! (well maybe not this well I wobble on the big turn)

Fluffs!!

Todays dog walk was going to be like no other, Ive found a new park to take them to, we went there last week breifly, but due to the time we went, lots of other dogs were there today, as a result, lots and lots!

Charlie's leg is much better now hes using it far more like normal, in fact, its becoming unusual for him to treat it differently which is such a relief, but today was spent running around the park for an hour playing with other dogs, sniffing and being woofy, and he was back to his old self, the last few months have been stressful for I have worried for him a lot.

Fave songs..

Much as this may sound odd, this is a song with the most meaning for me, but its not actually my "fave", however, my world would be so very different without it, and the movie it came from (PS search for Electric Dreams, I think they pretty much put the whole film up!)

Everyone hates hairdressers..

Now, I have long hair, its kinda waist length ish.. and Ive seen 2 hair plats, one is the standard kind you were taught when you were a kid where you see that there are most definately 3 strands (say something like this) and then theres another called fishtails...

However, it seems this is one of those things you cant do to yourself..

grr

However, I did find this which while comical, is also deadly serious.. so many of these things are common sense and so on, but, an interesting read

I want a wee!!!!

OK, so I want a wii.. but hey, far more fun to write the title I did.

:( sadly it seems all the Wii's in the uk for sale are on ebay for about 2x their actual RRP.
But I do want one, and I came within a hair of paying 300 pounds for one! rediculous money.. but, I put my limit as 300, (with postage etc) and .. it came in 2 pounds more.. sigh..

2 people Im proud to call friends

Now, if you've ever seen the series on BBC tv called "grumpy old ".. and its theres a women and a men series, you'd know I fit in the grumpy old women section. I find children highly irritating, the world is not as it should, manners seem gone, children just seem rude, noisy, ill mannered, ungrateful and in general need of a good slap!

So, I feel that I need to tell you two, two children around 13 years old that I am proud to consider friends, Im proud to know and anyone who finds children as annoying as I would want to know too!

For their sake, I wont use their names, but theres a girl and a boy, they arent brother and sister, not even step brother/sister, but thats probably the nearest. The come from a big family, many in the family do not seem to share their manners but certainly these two do, they've not had playstations handed to them like they fall out the sky, they've not had much handed to them on a plate, they are prepared to work for things, and as a result, they come to karate, they dont mess about, they appreciate that their respective parents PAY for the lessons and as a result, they try. Dont get me wrong, they are kids, they have fun, they can be silly, they can get worked up over what are most likly trivial things. But, its almost funny, but they find most of the other kids, annoying. Just like I do, they wish they would shut up, would try, would have some respect and the boy gets so frustrated when people mess around. The girl has respect for peoples posessions, they are both very observant about people, their reactions, their feelings.

Sure there are kids out there who have had harder lives, or who deal with great adversities but, in someways those kids have had strong reasons to grow up faster and have forgone a lot of their childhood. These two have found what Id like to term the "perfect balance" they do have fun, they are kids, but they have all the values us grumpy old farts want to see in kids.

I wish, I wish of all things, that there were more kids like these two. If these two came to me and asked to stay the night, Id have no quarms in having them in my home, heck, I would trust these two to have a door key and let themselves in if I werent there.. any of the others I wouldnt even want through my front door unless I was going to be allowed to treat them as my own, eg, you do something dangerous or repeatedly wrong without care and thought.. you get a slap.

So, while Im not a drinking person. Please, hold your glasses up to these two. For they really really are, great kids. Im proud to have met them, and honored that they consider me a friend.

Chain letters

Normally I hate chain letters as much as the next man, but, this I actually thought was beautifully well written and if it dont make you cry, you must be very very strong.

Daddy's Poem

Her hair was up in a pony tail,
her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school
eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called
a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"
she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,
as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him.
I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,
even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
he'll forever be in my heart"

With that, her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far.
You see he was a policeman
and died just this past year
When airplanes hit the towers
and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.
And to her mothers amazement,
she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"
to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
by the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.

They say it takes a minute to find a special
person, an hour to appreciate them,
a day to love them, but then an entire
life to forget them.

Send this to the people you'll never forget and
remember to send it also to the person that sent
it to you. It's a short message to let them know
that you'll neve r forget them.

If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're
in a hurry and that you've forgotten your
friends.

Return of HOUSE!!!!

I love House. why? not sure, I just find it great to watch someone whos so ingenius, screwed up but ingenius, yes I know its not real, but its very well done.

Much as I love CSI, I know that in reality the events of most shows would take years, but, the again its the portrayal of people like Gil Grissom, who again, seems kinda messed up but at the same time is a complete genius.

A new series of House starts thursday, I really really hope I dont forget!

Holo suite

So, we've all seen the holo suits from star trek, they can take you any where, any time etc, I wonder what would you do, if you could only ever have 1, would you go past, present or future, real or fantasy, you cant break rules of science so you'd have to retain your body, gravity, etc.

In my DS9 watching stint, they have quite a few holo suite references, obviously theres the Quark's style of holo suite for a more personal effect, and I guess you could have that as your only one, but you could meet anyone, be anywhere..

It got me thinking as to what Id have...

Stress

I apologise for having gone a little quiet. Those who know me off blog will know Ive had a tough couple of weeks with something and while I would desparately love to express it all here, until something major in my life changes, I know best to keep it off anywhere public, for it can be used against you.

Just know I feel very very low, frustrated and at this time it doesnt look like it will be getting different any time soon.

On top of that, my body seems to be trying to have some kinda heavy cold or flu, Im cold, sweating, ache like nothing else, my bronchial tubes feel like they are on fire, Im coughing and my head feels like its in a vice but made of mush.

YAY! YAY! YAY!

Its over!
Its finally over!

The revenge of the jumper is actually finished!

The worst realisation hit me.. I want to knit me a jumper.. NOOOOOO!!!!